tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32709440391801413832018-03-07T07:22:19.269-08:00"TRAILS OF A 'SOLO' SPIRIT""VENTURES TO REMOTE ARCTIC ALASKA"Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-56140420668700133402013-03-21T23:46:00.001-07:002013-03-21T23:47:11.912-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iEw213eV7lw/UUv5w9pVXQI/AAAAAAAAJ2E/EharZOImVAo/s1600/11-slava-dolbaev-uses-spear-to-dig-670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iEw213eV7lw/UUv5w9pVXQI/AAAAAAAAJ2E/EharZOImVAo/s400/11-slava-dolbaev-uses-spear-to-dig-670.jpg" width="386" /></a></div><span style="color: #134f5c;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>"There are indeed many unanswered questions of why a single 'Woolly Mammoth Tusk' may be frozen in state, within Pleistocene permafrost as if it had been lost in wind blown glacier silt and deposited in this Ice Age mud, frozen indefinitely until it had been discovered. A 'shaking' had occurred dislodging the tusk from it's skull and remaining skeletal as no doubt been scattered by water currents and flows during some point in it's unrecorded history. I, like many others, do refer to the findings of paleontological field work to arrive at some explanation with just a logical point of view, understanding these as ancient deposits, or secondary depositions of a scattered deposit. Primary depositions are evident that the skeletal remains are usually found in very close proximity, not drifting too far from it's original state of it's frozen location and never have been exposed more than once. This tusk illustrates a 'right-sided' tusk of a bull Mammoth frozen in situ.&nbsp; The mud that has it surrounded in ice, and as strong as concrete, rely<span style="font-size: large;">s</span> on the thawing of the ice to dislodge it from it's position."</b></span></span><br /><br />Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-75709496834047683322013-03-11T05:32:00.002-07:002013-03-11T05:35:38.780-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aiwynl1FqzQ/UT3M3UESr4I/AAAAAAAAJxk/la1FsArSJ70/s1600/88450023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aiwynl1FqzQ/UT3M3UESr4I/AAAAAAAAJxk/la1FsArSJ70/s400/88450023.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">"Immature 'Bull Woolly Mammoth Tusk' pulled from the stream bed and from it's frozen grave in the permafrost layers at least ten thousand years ancient. This particular tusk was complete, and indeed I often wonder why no other bone or remnant of this particular specimen may be recovered but when thought is employed to study, it has been such a long period of time that has occurred when this fossil, most likely had been exposed before and perhaps in numerous occasions, scattering the entire skeleton centuries ago.&nbsp; It is highly likely this young Mammoth had died due to spring ice breakup, as so many adolescent tusks and bone are commonly uncovered in this most remote preserved <span style="font-size: large;">subterranean</span> Ice Age." </span></b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-49144255963776369712013-03-11T05:17:00.002-07:002013-03-11T05:19:03.295-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GqbgSv38Lic/UT3JIWjip1I/AAAAAAAAJxU/mKsgSU-Rm8k/s1600/IMG_1790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GqbgSv38Lic/UT3JIWjip1I/AAAAAAAAJxU/mKsgSU-Rm8k/s400/IMG_1790.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">"Rivers of Arctic Alaska, as they perpetually cut through the prairies of the Pleistocene Ice Age.&nbsp; Ancient remains of<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: large;">certain </span>extinct</span> fauna is common in these rivers that thaw the permanent ice under the grasses and tundra.&nbsp; Every summer season exposes tusks and bones in these rivers and gravel bars that still remain in organic condition due to a constant frozen condition known as permafrost.&nbsp; By exploring these streams and rivers, it is well noted that specimens are not deposited deeply in the tundra but a mere few feet below until they are exposed by thawing conditions and erosion.&nbsp; Tons of fossils, preserved in ice are lying in the gravels, mud, and cut banks of these systems every summer"&nbsp; </span></b></span><br /><br />Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-85543849855996313192013-03-11T05:05:00.002-07:002013-03-11T05:05:44.882-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bgxCeJe3Ys/UT3EypSHHeI/AAAAAAAAJxE/e-5GvJ0Iuqs/s1600/IMG_5528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="332" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bgxCeJe3Ys/UT3EypSHHeI/AAAAAAAAJxE/e-5GvJ0Iuqs/s400/IMG_5528.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #134f5c;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">"Full curl Woolly Mammoth Tusk, discovered in Ice Age mud, fine wind blown silt driven and deposited by thawing glaciers of the former Ice Age. Entire herds of Woolly Mammoth crossing their ancient trails as northern ice blockaded any course they may take both from the north and to the east.&nbsp; They dwelled in an 'Ice Free' corridor in northern Alaska referred to as the North Slope that spans all the way to Russia to as far east as the Mackenzie river system. This North Slope is that of the northern prairies of the Brooks range.&nbsp; Thousands of generations of Woolly Mammoth and other species had lived in this prairie with it's lush short summer seasons of grasslands and lakes with river systems. I have ventured here many times, and no doubt traveled along the old trails that <span style="font-size: large;">laced</span> these regions, as the trails are now buried in shallow turf underfoot still resonates with it's voices also preserved in the dimension of time known as the Pleistocene." </span></b></span><br /><br />Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-45325674753522988062011-10-04T03:35:00.000-07:002011-10-04T03:35:41.604-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFEsRK1SQYw/Torg_Fy5BRI/AAAAAAAAJlA/TGg5Xpyq9yk/s1600/IMG_1275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFEsRK1SQYw/Torg_Fy5BRI/AAAAAAAAJlA/TGg5Xpyq9yk/s400/IMG_1275.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><b>"Few 'ancient' ivories in the world are as 'rich' as this example."&nbsp; "Prehistoric Narwhal Tusk, sculpted and eternal" </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-81995960208079088852011-10-04T03:32:00.000-07:002011-10-04T03:32:07.131-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXvJnjWdky0/TorgKTFBP1I/AAAAAAAAJk8/5o0HZuFXEhQ/s1600/IMG_1441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXvJnjWdky0/TorgKTFBP1I/AAAAAAAAJk8/5o0HZuFXEhQ/s400/IMG_1441.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"><b>"Expanded view of Mammoth...sculpted relief on Mammoth Tooth."</b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-51713939223012348082011-10-04T03:28:00.000-07:002011-10-04T03:29:00.155-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NkagjxD9Vk/TorfWpn160I/AAAAAAAAJk4/-DsAUJo5E0g/s1600/IMG_1439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NkagjxD9Vk/TorfWpn160I/AAAAAAAAJk4/-DsAUJo5E0g/s400/IMG_1439.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: large;"><b>"Fully 'One Side' relief sculpture, of Mammoth, and others of the Ice Age...I found this tooth in an Arctic stream, underwater, among other rocks and boulders." </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-51066853361888767962011-10-03T03:16:00.000-07:002011-10-03T03:16:48.119-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUGy3v9l2Tg/TomKoBzAUMI/AAAAAAAAJkw/NLKbS67jOwk/s1600/88320019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="332" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUGy3v9l2Tg/TomKoBzAUMI/AAAAAAAAJkw/NLKbS67jOwk/s400/88320019.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"><b>"Sea Gull"...skull, sometimes discovered just lying on the forest floor, sometimes along a beach, on a hill side or in a cliff face.&nbsp; Skulls are where you find them, they are 'sculptures' in their own right, as this one in the photo, sculpted from 'Mammoth Ivory.'</b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-88714007203905118552011-10-03T03:03:00.001-07:002011-10-03T03:11:06.596-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ysy5BKZ7LY/TomIXujPJoI/AAAAAAAAJks/D5KmCdOUPEU/s1600/IMG_3339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ysy5BKZ7LY/TomIXujPJoI/AAAAAAAAJks/D5KmCdOUPEU/s400/IMG_3339.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><b>"<span style="color: #bf9000;">Mortuary Mask</span> with head ornaments, 'missing,' and a larger hole under the 'chin' to 'peg' the mask to a wooden body.&nbsp; It had stood near a grave for a perhaps a century before falling into the tundra, where it became frozen and preserved in this perpetual ice, (permafrost)."&nbsp; (Mammoth bone, surface erosion) </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-8103093345735524002011-10-03T03:01:00.000-07:002013-03-07T00:28:52.118-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mNgDM8a6eao/TomHeved1cI/AAAAAAAAJko/-4WHEgQNgvA/s1600/88320023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mNgDM8a6eao/TomHeved1cI/AAAAAAAAJko/-4WHEgQNgvA/s640/88320023.JPG" width="380" /></a></div><b style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Caramel colored ivory, sculpted in my studio, a nice piece of ancient walrus ivory, I had discovered along a beach<span style="font-size: large;"> near&nbsp;</span> Kotzebue, Alaska."</span></b>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-69876596700333691822011-09-16T02:27:00.000-07:002011-09-16T02:27:07.594-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TU-YiNkDMgQ/TnMVSk5oitI/AAAAAAAAJg8/dTCHX9xDllI/s1600/IMG_1664-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TU-YiNkDMgQ/TnMVSk5oitI/AAAAAAAAJg8/dTCHX9xDllI/s640/IMG_1664-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><b>"River in the Arctic, thirty miles from the Arctic Ocean. Solo, and for weeks, here and camped for now.&nbsp; The tent is up, the mosquitoes have been chased out, and I remain outside for a while, tired though, but the stillness, the only sound is the drumming in my ears, and the walk of the Mammoth in the distant breezes on it's way...to me." "Sleep comes easily, I have visions instead of dreams"&nbsp; </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-71278510611703894652011-09-16T02:19:00.000-07:002013-03-07T00:45:56.319-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TxT7KdqF79Q/TnMTPL9RUxI/AAAAAAAAJg4/YbmvosfnMrA/s1600/IMG_0305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TxT7KdqF79Q/TnMTPL9RUxI/AAAAAAAAJg4/YbmvosfnMrA/s640/IMG_0305.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"><b>"I asked her for a 'photo' but she looked down at her fingers, she played with the foxtail grass,<span style="font-size: large;"> </span>and she looked at me when I bent down to get her attention, I called her beautiful and said 'I liked her beaded kuspuk,' I thanked for this photo...<span style="font-size: large;">and</span> bought mammoth ivory from her mother, in Koyuk village, Alaska...(Norton Sound)...Bering Sea." </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-58217424853865148002011-08-13T03:25:00.000-07:002011-08-13T03:25:36.591-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00yEqR9XjBA/TkZOqeP8EpI/AAAAAAAAJT4/TI9QZuS4aHA/s1600/5447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00yEqR9XjBA/TkZOqeP8EpI/AAAAAAAAJT4/TI9QZuS4aHA/s640/5447.jpg" width="386" /></a></span></b></div><b><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">"Prehistoric images of a Human quality, sculpted from 500 to 3000 years ago in Arctic Alaska is a worthy quest for any archaeologist and researcher.&nbsp; I comb beaches and totally rely on nature to toss one my way, by virtue of erosion or simply lying in beach sand, gravel or river deposits.&nbsp; I cover ground, searching continuously and rarely disappointed, even if I discover a fossil, gemstone or a tusk of a walrus, and in my better days a 'Saber Tooth' canine stuck between pebbles of an Ice Age landslide.&nbsp; This photo illustrates a walrus ivory sculpture discovered in a burial probably eroded out of it's place or actually dug from an ancient house by a local Inuit resident.&nbsp; I occasionally collect one by purchase, and add it, along with any provenance of it's discovery.&nbsp; The Arctic region is vast, it is thousands of miles across and beaches so vast that a life time would be invested in it's discoveries.&nbsp; It is mostly a spiritual quest, Trails of a Solo Spirit!" </span></b>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-40400302624192751752011-07-30T20:21:00.000-07:002011-07-30T20:21:26.819-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgKteJzdtG4/TjTIFyi3SqI/AAAAAAAAIxE/NmLQkEhQzms/s1600/image-44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgKteJzdtG4/TjTIFyi3SqI/AAAAAAAAIxE/NmLQkEhQzms/s400/image-44.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><span style="color: #7f6000; font-size: large;"><b>"This photo was when I was in Deering, Alaska in 1980 at which time I was in expedition for five months, from May until October, I was unable to leave this region easily, it was more like home than anywhere else. As I was leaving for Kotzebue from the mouth of the Buckland River in early October, it began to snow, I decided the summer was over and camping would then become more challenging.&nbsp; I suffered culture 'shock' when I finally arrived in Fairbanks with all of the commerce and traffic, an alien landscape. The natives remain there, in Deering and Buckland, friendly and wondering why I packed it in and left.&nbsp; I returned the following summer and continued further...north."&nbsp; </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-89936458443310711322011-07-30T19:51:00.000-07:002011-08-26T22:14:57.262-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8DUcm3s-3Q/TjTB7biEDHI/AAAAAAAAIw8/mM-QkLa29ZQ/s1600/pep02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8DUcm3s-3Q/TjTB7biEDHI/AAAAAAAAIw8/mM-QkLa29ZQ/s1600/pep02.jpg" /></a></div><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>"Distributed along the coast of the Chukchi Sea, Inuit tents and subterranean sod houses, still to this day 'remain' as impressions all along the coast.&nbsp; As I fly over the beach ridges, they are as numerous as migrating geese.&nbsp; Bones of marine mammals stack up like drift wood where they lay...for centuries."&nbsp; </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-69483272347722187082011-07-01T18:29:00.000-07:002011-07-01T18:29:10.551-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYyF2djoWfk/Tg5yxUBqojI/AAAAAAAAIug/7Az2q66rrgs/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="317" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYyF2djoWfk/Tg5yxUBqojI/AAAAAAAAIug/7Az2q66rrgs/s400/IMG_0462.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"><b>"Celebrity 'Deloris Cannon' publisher, Ozarks Publishing, Arkansas and international author and Hypnotherapist.&nbsp; Past Life regression specializing in 'lost Knowledge.'&nbsp; I had completed a session with Deloris at her office in Huntsville, Arkansas for a 'past life' understanding, physical healing therapy,&nbsp; UFO encounters and a firm understanding of our "Custodians' of this planet.&nbsp; I continue to research Deloris's findings and my own research and visual encounters of my many UFO sightings, Deloris is 80 years of age as of this year and a very good 'new' friend."&nbsp; </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-24067191668793709142011-05-10T17:54:00.000-07:002011-05-10T17:58:53.606-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIlP3ODMva0/TYCVdwTti3I/AAAAAAAAHxU/0NSIp7UQsc8/s1600/IMG_2442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIlP3ODMva0/TYCVdwTti3I/AAAAAAAAHxU/0NSIp7UQsc8/s400/IMG_2442.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"><b>"Without the aid of video, these UFO's entered very rapidly, in rotation and dispersed into singular vehicles or lights, and sped away in the same direction as the Air Asia aircraft...25 February, 2011,&nbsp; from Bali to Perth, Australia, photos by Jessica Sidmore (daughter, age 12)."&nbsp; <span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: small;">"note: slightly above and below the UFO's that are visible, are other lights that appear be other UFO's on the way...When I return to the states in May 2011, I will have these photos examined by high tech equipment to ascertain what these 'other' lights may be"&nbsp;</span></b><b> </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-28299406708709899362011-05-10T17:47:00.000-07:002011-05-10T17:47:11.649-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvssyOM2Tuc/TYCSQuGuY1I/AAAAAAAAHxQ/vzGFtiip5M8/s1600/IMG_2443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvssyOM2Tuc/TYCSQuGuY1I/AAAAAAAAHxQ/vzGFtiip5M8/s400/IMG_2443.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>"Following their 'flash' entry, they deploy in a dispersed formation and increase speed in the same direction of the Air Asia airlines...One group after another 'flash' entered and subsequently dispersed in rapid succession" </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-73035473609060932702011-05-10T17:43:00.000-07:002011-09-16T02:05:21.760-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5IeflGT2dU/TnMQrV3nonI/AAAAAAAAJg0/hbEGg4c-yFA/s1600/IMG_2442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5IeflGT2dU/TnMQrV3nonI/AAAAAAAAJg0/hbEGg4c-yFA/s400/IMG_2442.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"><b>"We hear all of the time, that folks never see anything of strange lights, or UFO's and yet from my observations, we rarely 'look up.'&nbsp; As a passing bird, or an airliner so high up there is no noise, uncommonly viewed.&nbsp; It is this reason that few of us never see a UFO. Now-a-days, I bring a lightweight pair of binoculars and a small camera with good video capability...I still look up and will publish anything I discover, I discipline my search, looking up whenever I see sky, this is what it takes to view them!" &nbsp; </b></span>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-63361909776082695482011-05-10T17:22:00.000-07:002011-05-10T17:33:13.516-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaDswbIb2OA/TbJ_6QKctdI/AAAAAAAAH5g/hVDmGfhhlck/s1600/IMG_2445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaDswbIb2OA/TbJ_6QKctdI/AAAAAAAAH5g/hVDmGfhhlck/s400/IMG_2445.jpg" width="400" /><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"><b>"There is always a 'flash' as they enter, in rotation, and in short order they disperse in a great speed, out-flying the Air Asia aircraft.&nbsp; My twelve year old daughter, Jessica, was successful in taking nine photographs of a fleet as they appeared out of the blue sky...in a flash.&nbsp; 25 February 2011,&nbsp; As it appeared these ships of rotating 'lights' did appear&nbsp; as a group, but then separated into individual vehicles or lights and sped off.&nbsp; One newly entered group, materialized and immediately flew over the Air Asia aircraft as Jessica was lucky to capture in a last second chance!"&nbsp;</b></span></a></div>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-87302299667067254082011-02-08T02:25:00.000-08:002011-02-08T02:25:48.731-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TVEY6s0Vr5I/AAAAAAAAHro/S6dtnn7gvTU/s1600/88570023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TVEY6s0Vr5I/AAAAAAAAHro/S6dtnn7gvTU/s400/88570023.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Georgia,&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif; font-size: large;"><b>"Camp Ikpikpuk at about thirty miles from the Arctic Ocean, Alaska...I always choose a 'gravel bar' for camp as it has little sand to track into the tent and the gravel makes 'noise' when an animal walks over it."&nbsp; "My main concern is to sleep well enough yet guard the boat and gear from a curious bear, they have been known to destroy a camp in seconds along with my inflatable boat...not a place to try a 'walk a-bout.'</b></span><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-9032875438031924992010-11-30T04:15:00.000-08:002011-02-08T02:03:01.378-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TPTpeCERR_I/AAAAAAAAHSs/hdshsZEJKhE/s1600/image-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TPTpeCERR_I/AAAAAAAAHSs/hdshsZEJKhE/s400/image-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b>"Moose Jaw Buried in the river gravel of the Ikpikpuk River, North Slope, Alaska...as hundreds of fossils are discovered every day along the banks and in the river as it flows north to the Arctic Ocean. This jaw section exhibits two perforations made by the canine teeth of ancient bear along with being extensively chewed then frozen in permafrost for at least ten thousand years.&nbsp; This region is rich in Pleistocene fossils and amber discovered more towards the mouth of the Colville River.&nbsp; At one expedition I had discovered dozens of amber artifacts along the beach area out from the mouth of this beautiful Colville delta."</b></span><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-47135260930999624552010-08-23T02:37:00.000-07:002010-08-23T02:37:47.483-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/THJAeijRfOI/AAAAAAAAG5U/lBoQCXh9wdM/s1600/IMG_0855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="357" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/THJAeijRfOI/AAAAAAAAG5U/lBoQCXh9wdM/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>"She started up the 'slope of the mountain' in front of me. The Arctic wind moved her fur around like a wheat field.&nbsp; She raised her head and looked at me a few yards away.&nbsp; I told her she was beautiful...she already knew"</b></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-17977068922725661802010-08-19T03:45:00.000-07:002013-03-07T00:42:51.816-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TG0HVWvVxbI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/6rglrVYZnS0/s1600/IMG_0457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TG0HVWvVxbI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/6rglrVYZnS0/s400/IMG_0457.JPG" width="192" /></a></div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <span style="font-size: large;"><b style="color: #93c47d;">It was a young walrus, a bull that swam with it's herd in the Bering Sea, along the coast of Siberia and back around the Chukchi Sea.&nbsp; Hauling out on drift ice and sleeping along the others in a winter's half sun.&nbsp; It drifted close and silent as it neared the ice flow...the wind was 19 knots and perfect for an approach by <span style="font-size: large;">an ancient Inuit</span> hunter.&nbsp; Silence followed the harpoon as it struck...the herd awaken<span style="font-size: large;">ed</span> to panic and <span style="font-size: large;">an <span style="font-size: large;">insuring</span></span> rush to the edge of the ice flow<span style="font-size: large;"> to</span> dive deep into the sea, except the young bull, he wavered and was held fast by the hunter and the<span style="font-size: large;">n his demise</span>.&nbsp; The end began an interesting rebirth <span style="font-size: large;">in their</span> village.&nbsp; The tusk of the young bull walrus was carved into a doll <span style="font-size: large;">amulet</span>, and given to a child.&nbsp; The doll was given a name along with a place in a special pouch of seal skin and beads., and after many generations, as it then b<span style="font-size: large;">ecame </span>a family member, it had become lost to an unknown family tragedy, the house was lost and buried by others in the village...1200 years later the sea surged and washed away the ancient house and it's possessions emptied on the sand...discovered by a "Koyuk" man as the tide drained awa<span style="font-size: large;">y following a surge from a storm."&nbsp;</span> </b></span><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /><div id="refHTML"></div>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270944039180141383.post-91451645147898893772010-08-08T07:15:00.000-07:002010-08-08T07:17:10.406-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TF66uArHYBI/AAAAAAAAG28/8y3SahFiKGs/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ek9qv2y-9NA/TF66uArHYBI/AAAAAAAAG28/8y3SahFiKGs/s400/IMG_0201.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: small;"><b style="color: #93c47d;">"Cold rain in July, mountain breezes bring in fog and low clouds...ghostly and moving through the ground level fireweed.&nbsp; The Muskox, rises from his bed in the tundra and moves back towards the foothills, where the herd rests just below tree line, taking grasses and leaving behind 'last year's' wool hanging in the willows." </b></span><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Mammothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01102134468048273592noreply@blogger.com2